Fantasy: Plundering Opportunities, Leaving The Protagonist With Nowhere To Go

Chapter 120 Zhang Fan’S Opportunity

The drop of water is so powerful that it seems to be able to contain the heaven and the earth.

but,

But it did not cause any damage to Lin Ming, and instead swam happily around him.

After a while, he seemed to be tired of playing, so he gently touched Lin Ming's body and entered her body.

boom!

The blood that was originally very calm boiled instantly after coming into contact with the water droplets.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable heat rose in Lin Ming's heart.

this moment,

It was as if I was in a volcano, and my whole body seemed to be melting.

However, this feeling disappeared quickly as it came.

At the same time, Lin Ming's body exuded a powerful and terrifying aura.

The blood in the meridians throughout the body is constantly being washed away by water drops.

Strength slowly increases!

Twenty-one million pounds!

Twenty-two million pounds!

Thirty million pounds!

In half an hour, the strength increased to 30 million kilograms!

At this point, the vast energy and blood calmed down.

Looking at the water drop at this time, you can clearly feel that his aura has been imprinted on the core of the water drop.

At this moment, the place in the Dantian of his body was like a star, starting to rotate and constantly tempering his body.

So far,

Lin Ming masters the artistic conception of water of the water god clan and has the power to control water.

From now on, if he fights, he only needs to think about it, and the water beads will provide him with a steady stream of spiritual energy.

Moreover, while absorbing the aura of the weather, the water droplets will continue to transform and then strengthen his body.

In the Immortal Pavilion, Lin Ming stood up and his whole body was enveloped in a vast ocean, as if he were in a dream to the extreme.

Gu Tianhe, who had always felt the changes in Lin Ming, saw this scene, his eyes were filled with envy.

"Congratulations, you have mastered the artistic conception of water. From now on, you will soar into the sky!" Gu Tianhe congratulated.

"Hey! It's just a small chance, not worth mentioning." Lin Ming said with a smile.

Soon, the two chatted for a while before Lin Ming left the Ninth Immortal Pavilion.

There is still one thing he owes in his heart, and that is Chang Fan!

He pays special attention to this Son of Fortune.

If he hadn't intercepted Hu Qi's opportunity, it would have been Zhang Fan taking off now, not Lin Ming.

In the afternoon of that day, Lin Ming used his physical skills and left the Ninth Immortal Domain.

In the desert outside the First Immortal Domain.

At a glance, everywhere is monotonous yellow, not even a tree.

Waves of sand surge forward one after another, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off one layer and then another of the desert.

The desert was vast and vast, with constant ups and downs. Zhang Fan suddenly seemed so small in it.

I saw Zhang Fan crawling hard in the desert.

At this time, he was in a terrible state.

His face was pale and his energy and blood were sluggish all over his body.

His lips were chapped, and at first glance, his body was covered in scars.

Obviously, during this period, he was hunted endlessly.

However, with the help of the old man in the necklace, he is still alive until now.

Although he survived, he was already scarred.

He had no time to recover at all and was always exhausted.

Now, it is even more miserable. Although he escaped again, he is at the end of his rope.

At this time, even an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of the Soul Immortal Realm can easily kill him.

"I'm not willing to give in!"

"Why do I, Zhang Fan, have to suffer such hardship!?"

While crawling on the ground, Zhang Fan roared in his heart.

During this period of embarrassment and running away, his original arrogance had long since disappeared.

My heart was filled with endless frustration and anger.

He didn't understand why those people always caught up with him immediately even though he had escaped.

Moreover, I don’t understand why those people persist in pursuing him.

Just for a little fairy stone, as for that?

What did Zhang Fan do wrong?

So that these people want to target him?

Ninth Immortal Domain Lin Ming!

Heavenly Dao Sect!

Qingyunmen!

Ten Thousand Sword Mountain!

In his mind, he kept recalling the names of these forces, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

If Lin Ming had not appeared and exposed his property at the auction, he would not have been targeted by these forces.

If Heavenly Dao Sect hadn't protected him, he wouldn't have been hunted down by these people.

if not………

At this moment, Zhang Fan revealed his true nature and hated all the relevant forces.

He has been angry every day since he was hunted down.

In his heart, he silently recited ten times every day: If you don't die today, I, Zhang Fan, will repay you tenfold in the future!

He could only use this as motivation to keep escaping.

And today,

Although the hatred in his heart was stronger than before, Zhang Fan knew that he had reached his limit.

With a stagger, Zhang Fan fell forward and never stood up as usual.

0Please give me flowers...

At noon, the sun reaches the top of the head, and the strong sunlight shines down, scorching the earth, and the ground shines with dazzling light.

Lying in the yellow sand, feeling the extremely hot sunshine, Zhang Fan felt as if his whole body was about to burst.

"Is this going to kill you?"

As this thought appeared, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Wake up, wake up!"

At this moment, Master's tired and anxious voice appeared in Zhang Fan's mind.

"Hold on! Look, is there a pothole ahead?"

Um?

Hearing this, Zhang Fan, who was about to lose consciousness, suddenly became energetic.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked in the direction the master said.

Sure enough, not far in front of him, there was a crater formed by the collapse of the yellow sand.

At the same time, there was a thick spiritual energy radiating around the pothole.

"Aura!"

"In the yellow sand in the sky, there is a spirit coming out!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was slightly stunned, and then his face showed excitement.

Treasure, chance, or inheritance?

this moment,

Zhang Fan, who had already run out of oil, faced the desire to survive, and a potential force emerged from his body again, supporting him to crawl forward with difficulty.

It was a distance of three hundred meters, but it took two sticks of incense to reach the edge of the pothole.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Fan fell headlong.

As soon as I entered the pit, I suddenly felt like I had passed through some kind of barrier.

The next second,

Zhang Fan instantly felt a large amount of spiritual energy pouring into his body.

The originally scarred body is being restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, being watered by spiritual energy.

Not long after,

His eyes, which were originally depressed, began to regain their vitality.

After barely being able to move freely, Zhang Fan began to explore the surroundings.

Look up,

I found a bronze gate ahead, which looked dilapidated on the outside.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the door is full of heavy atmosphere, showing its antiquity.

On the edge of the gate, there are some special divine inscriptions engraved on it.

These divine patterns emit black light and seem to be some kind of formation.

only,

At this time, the light emitted by the divine pattern was dim!

"Master, do you know these divine patterns?"